Just a run around the neighborhood streets. Did not feel well at all (see below), but felt like I had to get a run in because my week has been shambles, at best.
My legs felt pretty good after the Triple Crown attempt last Thursday, but my run up Mary Ellen on Saturday was tough. The legs just felt heavy and unresponsive the whole time. I was a little bit sore on Sunday, so I decided to take the day off and do a nice mountain run on Monday after work.
Fast forward to Monday around 10:30 am... I'm sitting at my desk and I start feeling some pressure in my chest. Thought maybe a cold or something was coming on, but it continued to get worse and worse. I started getting a little shaky and my blood pressure started going up slowly, but I continued on with my work and took a lunch break around noon with some friends. At the restaurant my friends can tell I'm not doing well so they start asking me questions (they're both moms), which eventually leads to them taking me to the ER. I avoid going to the doctor whenever possible, but I was trusting their judgment.
When I get to the ER things continued to get worse. I started to panic and my resting heart rate was around 120 or so. I'm sweating, shaking, and feeling miserable. Next thing I know I'm hooked up to an EKG, getting X-Rays, and having blood drawn. So now I'm thinking I'm having a heart attack! Seriously??? Diagnosis... Anxiety attack. I told the nurse that I wasn't doing anything at the time that would've triggered something like that, but she said that's not usually how anxiety attacks happen. She said it was most likely caused by lots of things pent up, and finally released by something miniscule. Go figure... In the last 3 months I got divorced, moved, have been given more responsibility at work, been dealing with injury, getting little sleep, not eating right, stressing about Speedgoat and Wasatch, and I'm now in a new relationship with someone who lives 40 minutes away and has two kids (I don't have kids). I guess that's a lot to deal with, even for someone like myself who's generally pretty even keel.
After some medication, an IV, and about 3.5 hours in the ER they released me. The medication they sent me home with has left me feeling FLAT and low on energy. I don't feel happy, sad, excited, or depressed... Just feeling kinda meh. I realize some people may need it, but living your life on anti-anxiety or anti-depressant medication would suck. Luckily, I'm taking my last dose tonight (Wednesday) and I'm hoping I can bounce back pretty quickly. The mountains are calling my name and I'm gonna see how my body reacts tomorrow when I head up the canyon. | 